Updated 9/22/11. After walking away from it for awhile, I kind of like it better now.
Was This 'The Good Fight'?
You tell me I should stay
You say it's easier for you
To have me stowed away, in one place
But your empathy's locked in a separate room
Those too-brief, stolen moments
I will never seek again
And here I'll build my walls
To save my pride from break or bend
Can't you see, it's stifling here
For someone like me, but
I can't persuade you to care
You say with certainty
There is no perfect absolute
This was too much, too soon
But not enough to sway the doubts
I never could remove
And my soul will never find the room
To breathe here
Walking through the motions
Like a dreamer through her sleep
The weight of absent-minded slights
Pulls me under, holds me deep
The small injustices add up
Eat away at who I was
This will never be enough
I'm not a bitch, I just gave up
Can't you see, I'm drowning here
Futile reaching for a lifeline
That was never really there
I see now, with certainty
What I've lost, but you lost, too
This was too little, too late
But not enough to break the bonds
That tie me to this lonely place
And my soul will never find the strength
To leave here
There are countless ways to justify
This war that we have wrought
But how could I let you determine
Who I am or who I'm not?
Who I am
And who I'm not...
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